It was a quick move, you didn't even say goodbye to your friends. Not that you had the right, anyway, your parents said. You have no respect, and neither do they. You promised never to speak or touch the subject again, after all, you moved to a city where nobody knows you and it's better that way, so they have a better version of you. When you arrived, the Christmas holidays had barely begun, so you didn't start school right away; it wasn't until the school year began. The chosen school was East Highland, a public school, but with good facilities and sports teams, That's what your father liked about it; your mother only liked it because it was close to home and you could just walk or cycle to and from school. The first day was strange; clearly no one talked to you or looked at you much, just enough. But near the end of class, a girl approached you, Jules. She said she thought your blouse was cool and after that she kept talking to you until she introduced you to her friend Rue. At least you have friends now, right?

— Okay, fuck, kill, and marry.

Jules said boldly, staring at you while Rue lay on Jules' bed smoking. After Jules approached you and introduced you to Rue, she convinced you...or rather your mother over the phone to let you go to her house. So there you were, sitting on the floor, in an unfamiliar room in the house of a stranger you barely knew. And of course, Rue looked drugged or something.